Ah, Sundays...

Edith Piaf famously sang "Je hais les dimanches." (I hate Sundays.) The reason? Because she lived in a country where everything is closed and otherwise vibrant city centers become ghost towns. The buses which normally run every 15 minutes run once an hour; it's easier to walk the two miles into town (and two miles back) than to wait. And Lord help you if you run out of toilet paper on a Saturday night; you'll be scrounging around for Kleenex, paper towels and possibly old socks until after work on Monday.

Sundays are very, very sad around here.